I awoke to voices blurred by the pounding in my head. I looked up at the bleary figures that loomed above and made an attempt to stand. I could hear faintly a "no" and lay back in the lush grass. All my memories had slipped from my mind and I lay oblivious of who theses people were and what was happening. I looked at one of the undefined shapes who looked vaguely familiar he was saying something very loudly but his voice was drowned out by the throbbing on the left of my head. I closed my eyes again and opened them squinting to make out those mysterious figures. Soon I could faintly here what they were saying. 

                "Do you remember? Do remember?" 

                " Remember... what?" I groaned and let my weary head fall to the ground. The pain that was pulsing through me made me wish I was dead, whomever I was whatever I was doing was it worth this? The only memory I had was I had to save someone and I had to do it quick. "We have to save her, we have to save her." I screamed and howled until someone embraced me in their arms and whispered soothing words. I could now hear everyone franticly buzzing around me swarming me with questions. One of them said in a grave manner:

                "How do we cure her what do we have to do?" Another blur replied:

                "I need Magicea Ginseng as soon as possible. She is most vulnerable for possession at this state and the government will soon know." The two hazy blobs  walked away while one stayed and comforted me. I felt so helpless and I hated the feeling.  I knew there was someone in dire need of my help and I struggled to free my self from the embrace of the faint smudge, but he held tight not letting his strong arms weaken. Soon my vision became more distinct and I could see the smudge that had been comforting me was a kind faced old man. Soon another old man and a boy returned carrying mysterious berrys , in which they forced into my mouth. They had barely any flavor it was as if I were eating air. However as soon as I swallowed the odd herb Floods of memories poured into my brain is if my whole life had been molded into one minute. I felt ashamed of forgetting all that had happened how could I have done that?                 

                  "That was pretty darn close." Said Billy wiping his brow. "I was gettin' to think you weren't ever going to remember nothin'" I giggled through my tears at his foreign accent.

                  "It would be hard to forget you forever, Billy." I said humorously.  

                   "What happened?" Asked Augustus. That aroused the memory of my supposed sister and her grim warning. I shivered just thinking of it. I explained everything even the failed embrace, which left everyone else scratching their heads. 

                   "You see there is a barrier between worlds that is impossible to cross in fact the attempt has left many dead." 

                    "Why didn't I die." I said knowing I was repeating the question on everyones mind. But then a dreadful thought came to mind. "What happened to the girl. What if she is hurt. We need to go to her!" 

                   "Careful, Haven do not forget her warning if you die there will be no savior." I thought about what he said, but came to a conclusion. 

                     "I don't think there is any way to escape it, after all it is my fate." I replied. They all averted their gaze to the ground mournfully. 

                     "The uprising hasn't even begun and it's already over." Said Augustus. I wanted to find a way to comfort him. 

                      "Maybe I wasn't the one. Maybe I wasn't meant to be the savior." Augustus gave a laugh, which did not lighten the mood. He took a piece of paper from his coat pocket unfolded it and gave it to me. What I saw upon it was both incredible and eerie. For upon the slip of paper was drawn a girl, a girl who looked like me. 

                       "The prophecy gave us no name but a picture. Do you have an identical twin?" He said humorously. I thought of the girl who claimed to be my sister.

                       "Maybe."